This is a song about "Big booty hos"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

My last challenger said "sorry youre right bro" told all the hos its a typo!

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

As this booty quakes lakes,

I know what it takes

I wanna real life big booty hoe, so i can have her strip and put on a show,

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

Let me put my mouth where you booty is, boo

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent